Chapter 213

"That's a good thing to say."

Zhao Fusheng praised it.

The child received her praise, and the ends of her hair that fell at her side rose upward, and she was obviously in a good mood.

Zhao Fusheng could see her small moves, but Wu Shaochun did not control the ghost, and his vision was blocked.

He was still a little annoyed that he hadn't thought of this:

"A child's brain is really smart, why didn't I think of it first."

"Stupid!" The child complained.

"Hee-hee."

The cheerful laughter of children sounded all around, and this sound sounded in the darkness, and it was creepy to listen to the ears of people.

But Wu Shaochun was not afraid.

On the contrary, he is in the ghost domain, and the more relaxed and active Kuai Manzhou is, the safer it proves that this place is safer.

Therefore, Wu Shaochun just scratched his head a little embarrassedly and smiled after being complained about by Kuai Manzhou like this.

"The door god's killing rule is to borrow the door mark, after being marked by them, as long as the door is taken down, the ghost has no chance to kill, and it is true that you can escape the ghost disaster by using this method."

This is an opportunistic method in the face of ghost cases, which is a symptomatic treatment, but it is particularly useful for ghosts.

Ghosts have no reason or wisdom, and only act on instinct.

Once one of the links of the law is broken, the killing rules of the ghost are broken, and the complete killing act cannot be completed.

And Guo Wei and ghosts live in the same room and do not die, which is similar to the example given by Zhao Fusheng.

If he escaped the mark of the ghost, it is very likely that he would have drilled the hole of the law of the ghost—even if it was his own unconscious action, it saved his life and kept him alive to this day.

"Guo Wei has been in the house for a while, let's go in, let's go in and see how he escaped the law of ghosts."

Zhao Fusheng said.

She deliberately said two words outside, just to let Guo Wei see if she could trigger the manifestation of the ghost in the process of looking for her son.

In the house, Zhao Fusheng and Kuai Manzhou are all ghost masters, and they are powerful ghosts above the disaster level, especially Kuai Manzhou, who is in a special situation and is in a semi-ghost state, even if the Guo family has ghosts, if the level of the powerful ghosts is not high, they may be suppressed by Kuai Manzhou, and they dare not show up.

At this time, Zhao Fusheng ordered Guo Wei to enter the house, just to let him enter the house to see if he could lure the ghost to appear.

After all, he survived alone in a haunted house for many days without dying, and he was the most suitable person to enter the house.

Even if he has an accident, with Zhao Fusheng and Kuai Manzhou here, it is enough to ensure his safety.

Wu Shaochun said:

"My lord, Guo Wei and his son—"

He hesitated a little, and when he said this, it was clear that he had already expected a bad outcome.

"Nine times out of ten, something has happened."

Zhao Fusheng said:

"Cao Dazong said that Guo Wei shirked his errand at the beginning, and he went to the yamen with his son, saying that his wife was missing."

After the messenger of Changtiao Town came to the door, he found that in addition to Guo's wife, even his father was missing.

"It wasn't until after the errand point was broken that Guo Wei realized that his father was missing, which was the same as tonight."

Wu Shaochun nodded.

At this moment, suddenly there was a terrible man's scream:

"Ahh

"Four eggs, four eggs! Where did you go? Don't scare your father! ”

Guo Wei's screams broke the silence in the room.

The people outside didn't hear it, and the three people who were talking in the room looked stunned.

The voice came from the right direction not far away, and Zhao Fusheng's pupils shrank:

"Let's go!"

This room is not big, Zhao Fusheng pulled Kuai Manzhou and walked a few steps to the right, turned the earthen wall door frame, and saw a room on the right, there was a figure dancing, groping around, shouting his son's name.

"It's Guo Wei!"

Wu Shaochun said a little nervously.

Zhao Fusheng strode forward.

There was an eerie smell of smoky fire, like smoked and dried pickles.

She took two breaths, a sense of disgust arose in her heart, and then took a step forward, stretched out her hand to hold Guo Wei, who was shaking his limbs, and shouted:

"Guo Wei!"

Guo Wei's body was hot, and the heavy smoky breath came from him.

The moment she was restrained by Zhao Fusheng, the cool aura of the ghost was transmitted from the palm of her hand to Guo Wei, and Guo Wei, who was still crazy before, was aroused by this cold, and instantly seemed to be much more awake.

"Who? Who? Who! ”

He shouted a few times and turned his head from side to side.

From the sound of his voice, he seemed to have regained his composure.

The surroundings were very quiet, and the aura of the ghosts was still there, but the ghosts did not appear.

Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath, turned his head and said to Kuai Manzhou:

"Man Zhou, you go and let Cao Dazong and them come in."

The ghost has not appeared for a long time, but the Guo family obviously has a ghost.

Zhao Fusheng changed his original mind and planned to let the villagers enter the house, light the torches and then check the house.

"Your Excellency, didn't you say—"

"It's not the first time Cao Dazong has entered the Guo family, and if something happens, something will happen early."

Zhao Fusheng carried Guo Wei and said calmly:

"Besides, I'm here with Man Zhou, so there shouldn't be anything serious."

As soon as her voice fell, Guo Wei was stunned for a moment, and suddenly cried:

"My four, four-"

Zhao Fusheng stopped him and said:

"Don't be busy crying yet, think about it, when did your son disappear?"

Guo Wei turned a deaf ear to her words.

He was immersed in sadness, let Zhao Fusheng lift him up, and pulled his hair in pain:

"My son, my son, why is it missing, how could I not find it?"

When Guo Wei was blaming himself in pain, Kuai Manzhou 'moved'.

In fact, she stood beside Zhao Fusheng and didn't move her steps, but Wu Shaochun found that in this cold and dilapidated house, there seemed to be a sudden opportunity to break the ghost domain.

A shadow appeared at Kuamanzhou's feet, and in a moment's time, the shadow turned from black to red, and turned into a path paved with blood.

The path was two feet wide, centered on Kuai Manzhou's body, and along the door of the Guo family's house, it broke through the dark ghost domain and extended straight to the door of the house.

'Bang. ’

The half-hidden wood door was sucked open the moment the bloodlight path appeared, and in an instant, the noisy human voices, the sound of torches burning—all the perceptions that were blocked by the ghosts instantly revived.

……

"That's amazing!"

Wu Shaochun saw Kuai Manzhou's power to control ghosts, and couldn't help but admire.

He had seen this kind of 'ghost road' before.

When handling the ghost case in Kuailiang Village, when Zhang Chuanshi was driving and Zhuang Laoqi was leading the way, the carriage of the Demon Suppression Division also walked through such a 'ghost road'.

At this time, after the little girl controlled the ghost, the same 'ghost road' reappeared, which gave Wu Shaochun a completely different feeling.

The 'ghost road' created by Zhuang Siniang carried an eerie and terrifying death depression, and when Kuai Manzhou showed his skills, it made Wu Shaochun extremely envious.

"What happened to the Guo family?"

"Why did they close the door when they went in just now?"

“…… Why did the door suddenly open again? ”

Outside the house, Cao Dazong and others were talking, and several detectives turned their heads and wanted to look into the house.

It's just that Zhao Fusheng said something first, telling everyone not to act rashly, and at this time, the villagers and servants did not dare to enter rashly.

At this time, the door of the house suddenly opened, but it was not a few people who went in to open the door, and when everyone outside was stunned, Cao Dazong heard Zhao Fusheng say:

"Come in."

Cao Dazong, who was faintly feeling uneasy in his heart, was inexplicably relieved the moment he heard Zhao Fusheng's voice.

He turned to the people beside him:

"Your Excellency, let us in."

"Let's go."

The officers turned their heads to each other.

The villagers were outnumbered, and Zhao Fusheng and others went in first, so everyone was not afraid and stepped into Guo Wei's house with torches.

"Be careful, hold the torch low." Lin Laoba suddenly opened his mouth to greet him.

As soon as his voice fell, the other villagers with torches hurriedly raised the torches they had lit in their hands.

After admonishing the villagers, Lin Laoba turned his head and saw Cao Dazong with a puzzled face, and couldn't help explaining:

"About ten days ago, Guo Xiaozi's house caught fire—"

"If something so big happens in someone's house, you should fix some morality." Cao Dazong frowned.

Lin Laoba's face was swollen and red, and he was about to speak, when Zhao Fusheng came out of the house carrying Guo Wei:

"The Guo family caught fire ten days ago?"

Guo Wei lost his soul, his limbs curled up, his head hung in grief, and he couldn't even speak.

Under the light of several torches, the villagers illuminated the entire Guo family house as if it were daylight, and everything around them could be seen clearly.

It's not a spacious room.

In the corner of the room, near the door, there was a small wooden table as high as a man's thigh, and four long short benches were placed under it.

Opposite the table was a water tank, with long stones stacked on the side and several broken bowls on it.

Several wooden barrels were placed around the water tank, and the used waste water was poured into the buckets on the side, which felt like it had not been cleaned for days, emitting a foul smell.

At the other end of the barrel is a side room, the door is ajar, and the bed inside is faintly visible.

The place where Zhao Fusheng and the others were standing was in another room.

The roof is even lower, and the kitchen is open to the door, and a makeshift bed with straw is laid next to it.

At one end of the bed is the Guo family's firewood ash pile, forming a small hill, and you can faintly smell the smell of livestock manure after it has dried up.

The Guo family is really poor.

The villagers and servants who entered Guo's house covered their mouths and noses in unison, and their faces showed disgust.

Although everyone's life is not easy this year, it is not as sloppy as Guo Wei's family, and there is a strange smell in the house, and even some eyes.

"Guo Xiaozi, you-" Lin Laoba opened his mouth and wanted to complain, but thinking of what Cao Dazong said before, he swallowed the accusation that came to his mouth again:

"You said you-alas-"

Zhao Fusheng's gaze circled around the room with the light.

There were no mosquito nets or anything on the straw-covered bed, only a few rags were placed in a messy manner, piled up in the corner.

A small bundle of old clothes was tied into a pillow and placed at the head of the bed.

What catches the eye is in the direction of the stove.

It was a simple stove made of rammed earth, and two pots, one large and one small, were placed on it.

The big one is a wok, and the small one is a barrel-shaped soup pot, both of which are stuffed with firewood in the same place, and when the flame burns, both pots are heated at the same time - this is a common stove style in ordinary villagers' homes, and Zhao Fusheng also saw it when he was in Wu Dajing's house in Gotou Village.

Zhao Fusheng looked at this room very carefully, because Guo Wei rushed into this room as soon as he realized that his son was missing.

Human beings are powerless in the face of the power of the ghosts.

When encountering a ghost domain that can shield perception and memory, human emotions, reason and cognition are all dominated by ghosts, but compared with ghosts, people have seven emotions and six desires, and emotions and instincts may have the upper hand.

Zhao Fusheng believes that Guo Wei's home is haunted, and he may be affected by ghosts, and his cognition is disordered, and he does not remember the disappearance of his father and son, but he still has memories in his body.

When he found out that his son was missing, the first choice he made must have been his body's instincts.

In other words, this is probably the first place where his son disappeared.

In other words, Zhao Fusheng thought that this might also be a place where the ghosts were hiding.

She looked very closely.

From the straw beds and piles of firewood and ash in the house, as well as the stoves, pots and pans, every detail is not missed.

The kitchen stove was built against the corner of the house, about half a foot from the wall of the door, and a small stool made of wooden stakes and saws was placed in front of the stove, and some dry wood was piled up next to it.

The straw above the stove is in disrepair and should have leaked from time to time, because the earthen wall in the corner of the house has collapsed, revealing the woven bamboo planks inside, and if it is dawn, the sunlight can shine through the broken wall.

Under the light, a rope with thick black grease could be seen hanging directly above the stove.

Underneath the rope hang several pieces of black 'bacon', which have been smoked for many years, and the outer layer of this 'bacon' is covered with black grease.

Zhao Fusheng's gaze stayed on this 'bacon' for a moment, Cao Dazong's attention kept falling on her, and when he saw her movements, he was very good at observing words and feelings, and stepped forward to flatter:

"My lord, this is old bacon, there is nothing good in the countryside, if there is a good harvest, there is a little surplus money at home, so borrow some money to buy two pieces of meat, marinate and hang it on the stove, smoke it with firewood all year round, the older the meat, the more fragrant."

He smiled:

"The adults are working hard to handle the case, and then you have to go back to the county, let the villagers get together, and pack a few pieces of meat for the adults, all of which are ordinary farm items, and the adults will try them."

As soon as Cao Dazong finished saying this, Lin Laoba and the others showed a look of anger on their faces.

It's been a hard time.

Everyone has a number of rice grains, and it is easy to invite people to eat.

But Zhao Fusheng came from the county, and he was a big man in the Demon Suppression Division, if she wanted to even eat and take, the people in the village would have nothing to do.

Everyone was angry and heartbroken, and secretly scolded Cao Dazong, but no one protested on the surface, and obviously acquiesced to Cao Dazong's arrangement.

Zhao Fusheng didn't answer Cao Dazong's words, but his gaze stopped for a moment on the tangled pieces of bacon, and then he looked away and fell on the wall next to the stove.

A large cloud of black smoke blackened the earthen wall that connected to the stove, and the mud and sand on it were mottled.

Her gaze moved up along the black shadow, and she saw that the wooden beams above also had traces of being burned by the fire, showing the appearance of carbonization, and the straw was also burned in half, and it was not refilled.

The cold wind drilled through the gaping hole in the roof, making it cold and swishing inside.

Zhao Fusheng threw Guo Wei in his hand to the ground and asked Cao Dazong:

"It was in this room that caught fire?"

Although Cao Dazong often runs to Fengmen Village, he is not from Fengmen Village, and he is not very clear about the situation in the village.